The sight that caught the eye at first made the xylophone happy. Subsequently, many villagers heard that the Maosheng family had returned, so they rushed to the swarm, asking for warmth, chasing the long and short. The most asked, the most sensitive, and the most pertinent is that good urban workers don't do it, so why do they have to go back to the mountains to dig up the soil and find food. This question is not easy to explain for a while, and it is not clear for a while, which makes Mao Sheng's face red and embarrassed. After spitting and vomiting for most of the day, even he didn't know what he was saying, and he was sweating.

Xylophone was also anxious for Maosheng and wanted to relieve him. She was so unfamiliar with the villagers that she couldn't interject, so she whispered to Jing'er from time to time not to spread joy and madness everywhere. The neighbors of the village focused their attention on the xylophone, and boasted that Maosheng was blessed to bring back such a handsome daughter-in-law. The apricot blossoms with a white face are more than gorgeous, and they gave birth to such a cute baby, which is really green on the ancestral grave and artemisia. This round of bombardment and praise made Xylophone feel panicked and sweet, like drinking a few sips of honey water.

Mao Sheng hurriedly relieved himself and introduced to the xylophone one by one, which one is the uncle and which is the aunt and nephew. made the xylophone dizzy, nodded left and right to say hello, but failed to remember any clearly.

At this time, a man came over, urging everyone to go to work in the field quickly. He said, if you have something to say, you have to settle down in the Maosheng family as soon as possible.

Xylophone remembered his name, which was Sour Apricot. He is the branch secretary of the village, a generation older than Maosheng. Xylophone should be called his uncle.

The six houses built by Mao Shengye are still there, but they were temporarily used as cowsheds by the production team. The dilapidated yard was littered with grass, sticks and cow dung. The partition wall in the courtyard had collapsed to half a person's height, and there were clumps of weeds. Standing in the east courtyard, the scenery of the west courtyard is clear at a glance.

The three houses in the east courtyard are used to store forage for livestock and double as sleeping places for breeders. The west courtyard is a place where livestock are kept in captivity. Sour Xing means that he didn't expect Maosheng to come back so suddenly, and he didn't prepare at all, so he temporarily cleaned up the house in the east courtyard and settled down first. Subsequently, the brigade hurriedly adjusted and let the yard out. As for pots and pans and other household utensils, let your own women take some out of the house first and deal with them. Daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil, and salt were also borrowed from the production team first, and then deducted from the year-end work. Such an arrangement made Mao Sheng grateful, and also made Xylophone have nothing to say. The family accepted and complied with joy.

The walls of the house looked gray in the moonlight. I think it's been a long time since the house was built, and the corners of the surrounding walls are cracked with cracks as thick as a little finger. The western partition wall is a little crooked, and the cracks in the corners seem to be wider. There was a faint snoring of the keeper in the west room, even and calm, echoing with Maosheng's loud snoring, one high and one low, one long and one short, one urgent and one slow.

Lying in such an environment, especially filled with the smell of livestock, the xylophone felt more and more unfamiliar, and then became uneasy. An inexplicable grievance suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart, slammed into it strongly, and was swallowed by myself again. I bumped into it again, and it was swallowed hard. After tossing and turning like this for a while, Xylophone's tears were finally slowly held back, and her throat was faintly painful.

She clenched the towel with her teeth to remind herself not to cry, but there was still a disjointed "cooing" sound coming out of her mouth. She regretted a little, regretted her decision, regretted that she made a rash decision despite her parents' desperate obstruction, and finally brought herself such an embarrassing situation today. She was homesick, a strong homesickness that welled up from the depths of her heart.

She thought that her own nest in Nanjing City, although there were stumbles and noises all day long, it was a place she was familiar with and owned after all. She misses her parents, her brothers and sisters. Gathering together for a long time, I always feel very disturbed, and everyone has shortcomings of one kind or another, which makes me unbearable. Now away from them, there are so many advantages and benefits that suddenly come out of the depths of my mind. She even felt that everyone's usually unbearable shortcomings had now turned into advantages, and she didn't even have the opportunity to enjoy these many shortcomings.